Jenyfer Matthews

That’s my girl – dressed as a Tudor boy. The many hours I put into making the hat and robe are almost worth it. Doesn’t she look great?

But what are the odds that the day I send my child to school wearing velvet it rains in Cairo!? Fortunately it was a short, isolated shower but still!

I admit I kind of lost it yesterday afternoon. I had just spent an hour or so fussing with getting the feather on the hat just right when my daughter comes home and announces that I need to make cookies or sandwiches for her to bring in to share with her class for their Tudor banquet. Um, no – I think not! The teachers sent home a note a week ago about the big day but never mentioned that we would need to contribute food. Daughter then had a fit because they told the class that if they didn’t contribute that they would be last in line to choose food as well.

Ok, I get the reason the teacher told the class that, to encourage them all to participate, but come on – they could have given us a bit of notice. A few extra words on the note that came home last week would have sufficed. I felt like sending in a stale loaf of coarse bread and a bit of dried meat. Maybe something from this menu:

FIRST COURSE
Miniature pastries filled either with cod liver or beef marrow
Eels in a thick spicy puree
Loach in a cold green sauce flavored with spices and sage
Saltwater fish

SECOND COURSE
Capon pasties and crisps
Bream and eel pasties
Blang Mange

THIRD COURSE
Frumenty
Venison
Lampreys with hot sauce
Roast bream and darioles
Sturgeon

I think the cod liver stuffed pastries might have expressed my displeasure quite well. Instead her father went out and bought her some chocolate cookies.

I’m not out of the woods with costumes yet since the children have their Halloween fair at the end of the week but I can guarantee you that I will be giving that minimal effort! Especially since the little ingrate didn’t even want to wear the Tudor hat once she got to school!

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